Daeshim's lips part for a soft gasp when Lennon touches him, all the way down to his erection. The trail of kisses along his jaw makes his eyelids feel heavy, but he manages to keep his eyes open.

"Do you think I'll be a good show?"

He wants to be. He wants Lennon to look at him and want him, even if he's kept him at a little bit of a distance when it comes to sex. It's nice to feel wanted. Daeshim hasn't had his proper fill of it.